Weather that could melt a Nazi...

Okay, I officially give up. It's too freaking hot now in the coffee shop. The Hot Sweaty Patron : Cool Air Available ratio has altered as more peeps filter in, and the sun is now smacking me in the face from the west. I feel yucky. Time to retreat to Chez Merde and apply a bag of ice to my head.


Indy and Marion visit DC, June 2005